The princess yawned and stretched. How long had she been asleep? An hour? Two? She looked at the light shining through the old stained glass window of the abandoned library, showing clearly all the dust and dirt that had accumulated over the years. This was her favorite place to visit (to hide, really) when all the diplomacy, lessons and other boring bothers of her life got to be too much for her. The old stone lion warrior statue, somehow still undamaged, was the perfect place to climb up and take a long nap, away from everyone. The princess sighed. It was time to go back, and come up with some excuse for why she had been gone for so long. She slid down from her perch in the lion’s solid arms, and straightened her dress. As she left, she turned to make sure she hadn’t forgotten anything (once she had gotten in a lot of trouble for losing her necklace there). As her eyes fell on the lion statue’s face, the princess once again could have sworn she saw movement there, just the slightest flutter of its eyes. It happened almost every time, like the statue was watching her leave. But that was ridiculous. She chided herself for her silly imagination, and stepped back outside into the sunlight. Rendered in Daz Studio Iray. Postwork in Pixelmator Pro. No AI used.